I’ve been nominated on a preliminary basis; someone should stop by and ratify me, even though we all know that Sondra will win. Sondra always wins . . . . I wish I could make a “casting couch” joke, but the gay conservative men don’t want to sleep with either one of us.
They only want to know that I have great sweater puppies. Which, let’s face it: I really, really do. My boobs are as nice as her ass—and I am not exaggerating.
Gay Patriot West defines a term that should not need definition:
I have long defined a diva as strong, talented and confident woman who commands the respect of men. This year, we will once again determine which blogress commands the most respect of gay conservative men.
She need not be conservative herself (at least three of the nominees below are not), but must by the the power of her prose, the eloquence of her expression and the intelligence of her ideas have earned the enmity of the angry left and so endeared herself to gay men like us who admire strong women who speak their minds, even at the expense of encomia from those in the entertainment industry and the MSM.
Actually, if Sondra doesn’t beat me with that bullwhip she keeps around strictly for this contest every year (and, yes: we’ll be putting the DVD up for sale again), I’d love to see this one go to Virginia Postrel.